DETECTIVE: Is this a no parking area?
KATHLEEN: I believe it is, I’m pretty sure it is.
DETECTIVE: What kind of car was there?
KATHLEEN: It was a Volkswagen. I think it was brown, it was a newer VW; there were no dents in it. It was shiny and fairly nice.
DETECTIVE: What happened when you got to the car?
KATHLEEN: I set the pack down, well first of all, he went to unlock the door on the passenger side, which is the inside…I mean, the car was parked right next to a log and there was room between it for a person, and he went to unlock the car on the passenger’s side, and I set down the package (the pack) that I had been carrying and leaned it against the log and I think I said goodbye…anyways, my thought was well, I had done my deed and I was going to leave, and then he was supposedly unlocking the car and he dropped the key; then he felt for the key with his right hand and he couldn’t find it apparently and he said, “Do you think you could find it for me because I can’t feel with this thing on my hand. (meaning the brace on his right hand.) I was cautious at this time, I mean, even while we were walking, I thought well, I’m not going to let him get behind me, I’m gonna keep an eye on him, I’ve got these heavy books and I can use them. But I didn’t want to bend over in front of him so I said, let’s step back and see if we can see the reflection in the light, so we stepped back behind the car, kind of behind the car to the side, and I squatted down and luckily I did see the reflection of the key in the light so I picked up the key and dropped them in his hand and I said goodbye and good luck, or something with your arm, or something to that affect, and that was the end of the conversation.
DETECTIVE: Did he say anything to you at that time?
KATHLEEN: He may have said, “Thank you”, or something like that. He didn’t offer me a ride home, or ask me to come with him, or anything like that…that’s about it.
DETECTIVE: At the time you put down the books, you said goodbye at that time, and then he dropped the keys?
KATHLEEN: I think that’s how it went…I’m not real sure, but I remember then that my thought was to leave then, so I think I did say goodbye.
DETECTIVE: During your first confrontation with him, when he dropped his books, did you feel that it was a sincere gesture on his part, that he was dropping his books and needed help?
KATHLEEN: Yes. I did. Yeah … and I thought he was just going into the library, it was just a short distance and he really did need help and I thought I could help him, you know.
DETECTIVE: AT what point in time did you fear there may be something else on his mind?
KATHLEEN: I became a little leery about what I was doing when I realized that he wasn’t going into the library, when I asked him where are we going, and he said, “My car’s just parked over there.” At that time, I knew I had the books in my hand, I knew they were heavy and I knew I could handle him, you know. So that’s about it.
Despite Kathleen D’Olivo’s confidence that she could overcome Bundy, if anything happened, by use of the weighty bookbag, her escape would have been highly unlikely had Bundy initiated an attack. Although we don’t know the exact mechanics of his plan of attack that night, if he placed the pry bar behind the right rear tire, as he had for the Georgann Hawkins’ abduction, her ability to stop his attack would no doubt have been met with failure.
DETECTIVE: Did you notice anything unusual about his car, for instance, some sort of ski rack or bicycle rack, or anything like that?
KATHLEEN: No, I didn’t. It looked, just very normal, like any VW on the street.
DETECTIVE: Were the tires wider than normal?
KATHLEEN: Not that I noticed. All I really noticed was that it was a nice VW, it was in good shape. It was shiny.
DETECTIVE: Did he appear to you to be the skier, or athletic-type of person?
KATHLEEN: No, not at all. No, he just … he didn’t fit the stereotype in my mind of an athlete, or even a skier.
DETECTIVE: At any time did he swear, or cuss?
KATHLEEN: No, not that I recall.
DETECTIVE: Did he use any street-type language at all?
KATHLEEN: No … there was nothing unique about his voice, or the way he talked, or the language he used, at all. It was just a very ordinary conversation, really.
DETECTIVE: Did you get the impression that he knew just exactly what he was doing?
KATHLEEN: Not at the time, no. I thought it was on the up and up, really.
DETECTIVE: At any period of time, did you or he introduce each other?
KATHLEEN: No. No names were exchanged or where we lived, or anything like that.
DETECTIVE: Was there anything mentioned about classes, or school, or anything like that?
KATHLEEN: No, hmm-mmm. I didn’t discuss what I had been doing at the library, or anything like that, no.
DETECTIVE: Did he indicate to you that he had come out of the library at all?
KATHLEEN: No. Not at all. He didn’t say where he had been, or what he had been doing.
DETECTIVE: When you got to where the VW was, did … was the door ever opened to the VW?
KATHLEEN: No. He went to open it, he dropped his keys and then we found the keys and handed it to him and I left before he opened the car.
DETECTIVE: Did you notice if there was a seat missing or not inside the VW.
KATHLEEN: No, I didn’t notice it and I was right alongside of the car on the passenger’s side. I think I would have if there had been a seat missing, but I can’t be certain on that, but it seemed all intact to me and in good shape.
DETECTIVE: Did he have a particular odor of any type?
KATHLEEN: No. Nothing unique about him at all.
DETECTIVE: Where did you live on campus?
KATHLEEN: Knissen Village Apartments, apartment # 21, it was on 14th and “B” Street.
DETECTIVE: How far is this from the library?
KATHLEEN: Oh, nine, eight blocks … maybe ten; it’s up a ways. Well, the campus runs the stretch between 8th and 14th, and then … but I was clear down on lower campus. So …
DETECTIVE: You had to pass under a railroad bridge to get to where his car was parked, right?
KATHLEEN: Right.
DETECTIVE: In walking to the car, was there anything speeded up in his walk, did he seem to get faster as he got closer?
KATHLEEN: No, I didn’t notice that at all because I was, I think I would have if he’d done that because I was being very cautious to stay right alongside of him and not let him … get behind him at all, so I didn’t notice his pace being unusual.
DETECTIVE: Did he … which side of him were you walking on?
KATHLEEN: Uh, his … left side I believe. I think his left side.
DETECTIVE: Did he ever get tough with you at any point?
KATHLEEN: No. He never changed his manner at all; he was just helpless and seemed grateful that I was helping him and that’s about it. He never you know … he was never rough or tough.
DETECTIVE: Did he demonstrate that he was disappointed when you left, or were going to leave?
KATHLEEN: No, not at all. That’s why I wasn’t suspicious, because it was just a small thank you for helping me, was the attitude that I picked up anyway, and uh … he didn’t seem nervous that I was leaving. He didn’t say, “Hey, do you need a ride home, or how ‘bout a ride, or get in the car” or anything like that. So I still felt it was on the up and up, and I was kind of mad at myself for being suspicious.
DETECTIVE: Did he give you the impression that he went to school there?
KATHLEEN: Yes, that’s what I thought. Namely just because he was on campus and because I thought he had books and just assumed he went to school there.
DETECTIVE: Did you get the impression that you had ever seen him before?
KATHLEEN: No, but there was nothing unique about him really that would
, I may have seen him in a crowd somewhere, I … his face … nothing about him was familiar to me. I don’t recall ever seeing him before. But then, again, it’s a possibility, you know.
DETECTIVE: Did he strike you as the type of person that would appeal to you?
KATHLEEN: No. He was shaggily, or sloppily, or however you want to say it, dressed and kind of scrawny looking. He didn’t appeal to me at all.
DETECTIVE: Did you volunteer to take his books, or did he ask you to take them?
KATHLEEN: No, I think I said, “Can I help you?” He didn’t say, “Will you give me a hand, or will you help me?” I think I was the one who volunteered it.
DETECTIVE: Do you normally walk from one place to another on campus?
KATHLEEN: Yes, I walk to all my classes. I’m all over the campus.
DETECTIVE: Was there any time that you feel this person would have been watching you earlier?
KATHLEEN: No. I never felt that anyone was watching me, however, that day I had been to most of my classes, and I imagine I had been in, or at least through the SUB where most of the people had congregated, and you know, I don’t know if he could have been anywhere in the crowd, in the rush between classes, up and down the mall, you know anywhere like that. I can’t exactly remember what I did that afternoon. Most of my classes were in the morning, but I think I was at home most of the afternoon, and then in the evening up until 8:00, or so.
DETECTIVE: What time does the library close?
KATHLEEN: 11:30 p.m.
DETECTIVE: What time does the SUB close?
KATHLEEN: Uh … I don’t know. I don’t know what time they actually lock the doors.
DETECTIVE: Did you hear anything when you were walking, for instance, shoes squeaking? Possibly he was wearing some sort of tennis shoes, or anything like that.
KATHLEEN: No, but it seems to me, and it’s the first time this thought has come into my head, that he did have tennis shoes on, like a boat shoe, not a regular Converse, or something like that … but I’m not sure about that. I never thought about it, but I kind of picture that right now.
DETECTIVE: Do you recall what he was wearing, for instance, maybe a shirt or jacket of any sort?
KATHLEEN: It seems to me that he had a shirt on, like a sport shirt, it was very sloppy or wrinkly looking. It seems to me he had a shirt-tail hanging out. I mean, intentionally hanging out, wearing it on the outer side of his pants. I don’t remember what type of pants he had on. Just all-around kind of grubby, like jeans or something like that.
DETECTIVE: The distance between the library and the car is about a block and one half, and was there any conversation other than what the ski accident was about?
KATHLEEN: No, I don’t think so. I remember distinctly we gathered up the books, packages, and stuff and started walking and it was right before we came to the little bridge, next to Group Conference there, that I said, “Wait a minute, where are you going?” because it became evident that he wasn’t going to the library.
DETECTIVE: How far was the bridge from where you started out?
KATHLEEN: Hardly any distance at all. Just a matter of feet, and uh … so I said, “Well, wait a minute, where are you going?” He said, “Well, my car’s just over there.” I said, “Okay,” so we started walking across the bridge and we were maybe a quarter of the way across the bridge and he began telling me about his ski injuries and that conversation took us up to by the other side of the bridge and a little way beyond that, and then I asked him again, “Well, where’s your car?” I expected it to be parked on that street that’s right behind the library. He said, “Oh, it’s just right here.” Then we walked under the trestle to the right there, and it was just barely down that dark stretch.
DETECTIVE: Did he volunteer the conversation about his ski accident?
KATHLEEN: I think so. I don’t remember asking him what he did. I’m not sure about that though.
DETECTIVE: Do you think you ever saw him or the car after that incident?
KATHLEEN: No, I don’t. If I had seen the car, it probably would have clicked back on me, and I would have thought back, but I didn’t, as far as I know.
DETECTIVE: The particular type of jeans that you wear, were they tight for you, or baggy, or flared, or what?
KATHLEEN: They were tight …uh … they weren’t exceptionally baggy, but they weren’t new jeans, either, but I’m not sure. Anyway, they were flared and they had a cuff, and that’s about it.
DETECTIVE: Were there any other people coming out of the library, or in the area where you were when you first confronted him?
KATHLEEN: I’m sure there were, that’s a busy time of the night around the library, but there was no one walking the direction we were walking on the street or sidewalk that runs up and down behind the library, so once we left the side of the library I never saw anyone after that.
CHAPTER FIVE
The Lake Sammamish Reports
Janice Ott
I am at Lake Sammamish, sunning myself.
-A note left by Janice Ott and taped to her front door.
The above heading and the quote “I am at Lake Sammamish, sunning myself,” as well as the explanation as to where this note was found, was placed here by me as a type of introduction to the following reports, and does not appear at the top of the original report page.
Taken by ROBERT D. KEPPEL
Statement of SYLVIA MARIA VALINT
On July 14, 1974, at about 1230 hrs., I was at Lake Sammamish State Park, with Kathy Veres and Pam. We were sitting on the beach close to the water. A girl I have positively identified as Jan Ott came up near me and she was on a bicycle. She laid her towel down; she had a pair of cut-offs and a shirt that was tied in the front that showed her stomach. The cut-offs were jeans. She had a dark colored knapsack. She took off her cut-offs and shirt and lay down. She had on a black bikini. I think she had leathered colored thongs. She lay there for about ½ hour.
Then a guy came up to her. He is about 5’6” to 5’7”, medium-build, blondish-brown hair down to his neck, parted on the side, had dark tan, left arm in sling. The cast started at wrist and bent around the elbow. He had on white tennis shoes, white socks, white shorts, and a white “T” shirt. He said, “Excuse me, but could you help me put my sailboat onto my car because I can’t do it by myself because I broke my arm.” She said, “Well, sit down and let’s talk about it. Where’s the boat?” He said, “It’s up at my parent’s house in Issaquah.” She said, “Oh, really, I live up in Issaquah.” She said, “Well, okay.” She stood up and put on her clothes. She picked up her bike and said, “Under one condition, that I get a ride in the sailboat.” He said, “My car is in the parking lot.” She said words like, “Well, I get to meet your folks then.” He had asked her who she knew in Issaquah. They left like they were going out to the parking lot. They were only on the beach for about ten minutes. He had a small English accent, kinda like a fag. He had tiny sideburns. He was smooth talking. He was definitely a white male and could not be mistaken for a Latin or Hawaiian. His clothes looked like he was rich and dressed to go sailing. He stated that his name was Ted, after she said my name’s Jan. I was about two feet from Jan. We were about a hundred yards from the Rainier function. He walked up from the west.
I have read the above statement and it is true and correct to the best of my knowledge.
Sylvia Valint
July 17, 1974, 11:05 a.m.
The following report is from Katalin E. Veres, a friend of Silvia Valint, who was with Sylvia and Pam Okada at the park that day.
Taken by ROGER E. DUNN
Statement of KATALIN E. VERES
On Sunday, July 14, 1974, I went t to Lake Sammamish State Park with Pam Okada, 11111 Luther Street, S., PA 5-6887, and Sylvia Valint. We got there about 11:30, or a little later. We put our towels down on the beach right near the water’s edge, right in front of the float
. I’m really not sure of who was around us on the beach when we got there, but there weren’t many people on the beach. I noticed a really foxy blonde girl sitting next to Sylvia on the beach, and she had a greenish-yellow girl’s bike with her. The bike had thin tires, but I couldn’t tell if it was a ten-speed, or not. She had a dark blue backpack with her. She was wearing a dark blue bikini. We didn’t speak to her and I didn’t pay too much attention to her. It didn’t seem to me like she was waiting for somebody. Pam and I got thirsty so about forty-five minutes after we got there, we went to the concession stand to get snow cones. We were gone from the beach about fifteen minutes and when we got back to the beach, the blonde girl and her bike were gone. Sylvia stayed on the beach and told us about a guy coming by and picking up the girl. This happened before 1:30 p.m., because the loudspeaker announced that there were going to be slalom races by the boat launch some time after we got back to the beach. I didn’t see the blonde girl talking with anyone or leave with anyone from the beach. I was at work last night when Pam called to tell me that this blonde girl might have been one of the girls who was missing. Today at about 10:20, Detective Dunn showed me a black and white photograph which I have identified as the blonde girl we saw at the park on Sunday. I have initialed the back and dated it. This two-page statement is true to the best of my knowledge.
July 17, 1974, 10:57 a.m.
Signed by Katalin E. Veres
July 17, 1974
Taken by DETECTIVE ROLF T. GRUNDEN
Statement of THERESA MARIE SHARPE
Sunday, July 14, 1974, I left my home with my five children about 11:00 a.m. We arrived at Lake Sammamish State Park about 11:45. I sat down and prepared my children for swimming. Approximately fifteen minutes had passed and a girl sat down next to me. She was approximately ten to fifteen feet from me.
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